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"Just" a Housewife
Unfortunately, in order to cut corners, many of my generation put
their wives out to work in order to get more stuff. –
Grandpa Davey
Believe me, we’ve had our share of stuff. As a matter of fact, we’ve
dumped loads of stuff in the trash before moving to Montana. Now
that we are here, we are accumulating more stuff. When we decide to
declutter or move on, we will play the “I want this stuff” and “I
don’t want that stuff” game once again. As a housewife, I’ve never
had to go out to work in order to get more stuff.
It was 1973 when we got married and feminism was on the rise. It was
popularized that girls no longer wanted to imitate their mothers by
getting married, having babies, and becoming housewives. My
generation had decided it was wiser to get a job, become
self-sufficient, and delay childbirth. I too felt this peer
pressure, but with support and encouragement from my husband, made
the commitment to be a housewife.
While other women made job choices, I changed diapers, cooked meals,
washed clothes, played room mother, chauffeured kids, and served
cookies and milk after school. The years passed, and with the advent
of newspeak, housewives became homemakers, then stay at home moms.
Just recently, I’ve become enlightened to the terms of retro
housewife and modern housewife. The former describing the 1950’s –
1960’s June Cleaver style. She takes care of just about everything
with the exception of bringing home the bacon. On the other hand,
the modern housewife considers herself the primary caregiver of the
children and that’s it. She works hard all day nurturing the kids
and maintaining her Internet presence. She expects her husband to
come home and cook a decent meal after work. As for me, I guess I’m
a “real” housewife. I don’t dress up or wear pearls like June, and
after a day of homeschool, chores, and Internet endeavors, I still
cook a meal for the family.
I’ve come full circle. I no longer let the wise cracks, like “what
do you do all day?” or “do you really like doing that?” hurt my
feelings. As women, we should feel comfortable with ourselves and
not be embarrassed about being “just” a housewife. Labels don’t
change it or make it any more acceptable. There will be those in our
society that scorn, those that admire, and others that are
bewildered. I encourage you to embrace being a housewife, listen to
your heart, and enjoy life. As for the stuff, it will come.
©07/10/09
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